I'm sill rockin out to "Ma car is dirty". That was originally a Bowie track, right?

BTW, I'd forgive a lot of the asshatery at the end given the adrenaline injection you get in tornadoes.

As a teenager, I went skiing with my school class. A friend of mine went out of bounds because he was a typical adrenalin moron, and fell 20 feet down one of those head first. Broke both wrists. If ski patrol hadn't seen him and hadn't been following him to give him shit/kick him off the mountain, that he would have died was almost assured. It was snowing at the time and got really heavy that night. He wouldn't have been found until Spring because he was too far down for anyone to hear him from further than about 20 feet away, and there was no way he was climbing out without wrists.

Kind of reminds me of this band I was in a couple years back. We were booked to play this hipster library in L.A. (Yes, these things exist) and our band's singer/leader is stammering his intros and not playing to whatever crowd is actually there, the guitars are out of tune even though we spent hours preparing and tuning, and the drums are drowning out the rest of the instruments.

God, the acoustics in that place, and the look on the face of the person who booked us. Horror. Utter horror. I was wearing an Iron Maiden shirt with hair down to my tits, a look of insanity, me-against-the-world on my face.

Someone in the audience was like, "What the fuck is this shit?"

But I'm not Bill Burr and I' NOT in any mood to admit my faults, I just came back from 2 drinks over my limit at a bar around the corner, and I'm fucking done with hipsters. Suddenly our FOLK band goes into overdrive and becomes a punk band. I start smashing the drums with my sticks faster and faster, letting the rest of the band catch up, "Fuuuuuck you. You want some rock n' roll? Here's some fucking rock n' roll." Our singer is timid at first, but the guitarist is an anarchist and looks at me like, "YEAH! Let's do this!" Adrenaline and alcohol made it so I didn't even need to know what I was doing any more. We just played the same songs except faster and angrier.

People are disgusted by the sound and the entire place empties.

Later on as we're packing up, the guy I told to fuck off comes up to us with his pals and starts harassing us. Turns out, he was the guitarist of the band that was on before us. And everyone loved this guy. I stared at him and just said, "Fuck you." And he immediately replied, "No, fuck you!" I don't remember how many fucks were given but it was quite the juvenile display. We just packed up and left with "fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck" in our wake.

As we're walking to the van our band leader says, "Well, that went okay I think, you know given the circumstances, I think that showed off our energy."

If you are a cop in an extended high speed chase after a guy in a stolen car and then you catch him, I can see where the adrenaline will push you over the edge. It doesn't excuse the behavior, but I have trouble falling asleep after 30 minutes of playing Battlefront I'm so amp'd up. I can't imagine being in their shoes.

Also, this isn't Rodney King. Rodney King was dragged out of his car and beaten for being black. This man ran from the cops in a stolen vehicle and almost killed 2 of them. Whether the color of his skin came into play we can only speculate and review the record of the officers involved. My suspicion however is that if he had been white he would have gotten about 1/2 the beating he took.
Either way, the officers involved were wrong. They are not judge and jury. Seems like some cops in this country have forgotten that. But there are still a lot of good ones.

I've never thought diving in a shark cage looked that scary, I'm sure at first there's some adrenaline to be that close and then it would start wearing off. Now I know I'm totally wrong, that would have been scary as hell!

They don't actually have to be venomous to be dangerous. Adrenaline can kill you...

The woman doing all the yelling is escalating the situation. She is the one who is taking a simple situation and turning it into an incident.
I know we don't know what happened before the camera is filming. But what we do see is a teen, resisting and fighting back against an otherwise calm officer, (Who by the way, did a great job controlling his adrenalin.)
The first time you watch this, you feel for the kid who the woman yelling, is convincing us that something horrible is happening. But if you watch it again, and shut her out, it's clear the officers did nothing other than to quickly handle the situation.
One of the bystanders should have stood up and handled that woman before she actually caused the teen some harm.

I think you're mischaracterizing their reaction if you think they're doing that. Some exclamations of surprise and presumably adrenaline-induced excitement that turn into panic as they realise what's happening, and then they go. Not at all "prancing about".

Maybe you're right, but to me that didn't sound like jubilation or delight. It sounded like awe and adrenaline mixed into shock. I even took their decision to "go down" at the end as a hint that they may have been going to try to *help* anyone that was caught closer to the blast(s).


I don't mean this to be a "cool story bro" or "internet tough guy" thing, but: About a year ago there was a house fire (pretty roaring fire, but limited to 1 room) across the street from me. Nobody was home, but I didn't know that at the time. When I saw it, verbally my brain went to mush -- I was just saying "oh shit" about like these guys, over and over. But, the adrenaline and thinking that someone might be stuck in the house whipped me into action. I ended up putting out a good chunk of the fire with hose and buckets before the fire department got there about 15 mins later, and the firemen later said that it may well have spread out of control if I hadn't gotten a partial jump on it.

BUT, in my adrenaline fueled shock, I had forgotten to put on shoes, and had cut up my bare feet a bit by running around on glass that the fire had broken out of a window. Plus, I had rather stupidly been pumping in water via hose and bucket, while standing in a puddle, next to a house that still had mains power going into it...

After the event, my wife specifically said that I had sounded "weird" and not like myself, and hadn't really been particularly coherent in verbalizing what I was planning to do. Anyway, due to the shock and surprise, I'm ready to give these dudes the benefit of the doubt with regards to their weird and potentially "inappropriate" sounding voices and statements.

Adrenalin. Its really exciting when something dangerous is happening close by. Its like youre drunk or a bit high, you say stupid things in a funny voice. What could they have done better? The explosion would not have fit in a horizontal video. The "get out of the way before the holy shit hits us" magnitude of this is easily apparent and they get going fairly expediently.

I was thinking the same thing. Can you imagine the adrenaline surge the officer had? Hearing that train and pulling at that door and the guy, who isn't helping much, and thinking---whoa, I gotta get us clear so we don't get dragged and killed when the car gets knocked around.

Drugs are bad little girl, m'kay?

Great, just what the world needs, one more adrenaline junkie.

...and yeah, I'm totally jealous of a little girl.

Thanks for your "very scientific" definition (just like GenjiKilpatrick's "evidence" for global warming, saying "OMG, Global Warming is real because it was 70 degrees in Georgia!")

No, unlike you, I don't confuse partisanship with data... Nor do I look for arbitrary reasons to discount a person's entire argument because the rules of epistemology suddenly no longer apply. On the contrary, I choose to instead examine what the data actually shows before arriving at my own changing thoughts on the matter.

But I guess, for you, the data isn't as important as the source, so long as your pre-cooked distortions of reality aren't disrupted by something as pesky and difficult to conform to one's beliefs as the FACTS... (remember those?)

But, yes, you are absolutely right about fucking yourselves. Perhaps you should spend less time online and save some electricity. (Or maybe it's too much for you to actually Walk The Talk instead of just bloviating online.)

I went to a gas station recently. Lots of people were pumping gas... And none of them seemed to care very much about your ideas of oil company fellatio. They also didn't seem concerned at all about crackpot climate change "theories"... (Go figure.) You should get out there and yell at them for ruining the planet, ChaosEngine. I was also at an airport recently, too. There were lots of planes burning fuel. You're not making a single dent on oil consumption with your tirades... Perhaps you should try another strategy and see if anyone cares.

(Haha.. Of all the fictional "crises" you could choose to be an alarmist about, you've chosen one on which you have zero impact! But, hey, for all I know, you're just addicted to the adrenaline rush of faux outrage. Lucky for you, I'm here to feed it...

That was undeniably awesome! *quality Adrenalin rush

Under those circumstances, yes!

Considering that just walking backwards under no duress on the edge of a busy freeway could be tricky, doing so while overflowing with adrenaline and a potential threat continuing to advance on you... yeah, it's not like taking a nice leisurely stroll.

The most important question to answer your suggested solutions is: what happens next?

The problem is there's no answer to the question because no one knows what might or might not happen. Again, cops can't put themselves into a position where they have no idea what their next move might be because they're yielding to the potential threat in front of them and handing them the power to control the situation.